Noelle, who had been in a deep sleep, was abruptly awakened.
Her airway constricted, causing her face to redden. She was unable to utter a single word and fought desperately, trying to break free.
The moonlight seeped through the window. Cyrus could vaguely make out the figure of a woman so he eased his grip.
“Ahem, ahem… It’s me, Noelle…”
Noelle?
She was an artist from Angle Intl, a friend of Lucinda’s from their time in the orphanage.
In doubt, Cyrus flicked on the light. He didn’t release his hold until he could clearly see Noelle’s face.
“Why are you on my bed?”
Noelle gasped and coughed as tears welled up in her eyes.
After regaining her composure, she climbed out of the bed and offered a sincere apology, bowing respectfully.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect you to return tonight. I’ve been hounded by reporters recently, and my apartment has been barricaded. So, Lucinda arranged for me to stay temporarily at your villa. I apologize for intruding.”
Cyrus felt guilty as he saw the bruise on Noelle’s neck.
“Since it was Lucinda’s idea, you’re welcome to stay here if you wish.”
“Thank you. I promise I won’t be a bother,” Noelle replied, bowing once more.
“Okay,” Cyrus responded nonchalantly. He then added, “But this is the master bedroom. Feel free to pick any other guest room, but this one is off-limits.”
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Noelle’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she nervously nibbled on her lower lip. She quickly lowered her head and apologized again.
“I’m really sorry! I’ve never lived in such a big house before so I’m not familiar with the rules. I just randomly picked a room, and I didn’t know it’s yours. So sorry. Have a good night’s rest.”
She shrugged her shoulders, turned around, and began walking away.
But before she reached the door, she turned around.
Cyrus, who was just about to drift off to sleep, felt a surge of confusion wash over him.
Noelle bowed twice before rushing over to the bed.
“My apologies, Mr. Simmons. I’m afraid these sheets have been used. I’m sure you’re not comfortable with it.”
Cyrus understood her meaning and slowly extracted himself from the bed.
“I’m really sorry to bother you…” Noelle continued to apologize, even as she stripped the bed and carried the bundled sheets out the door.